•Fionna•
I wake up on my birthday with the alarm on my bedside table and slam it, giving me a couple more minutes to adjust to waking up so early. I rub my eyes sleepily before falling onto the carpeted floor face first. I mumble some curse words before getting up and walking to my bedroom door. I open it slowly and go downstairs to smell the smell of waffles wafting through the air. I grab the cup of milk Cake hands me and occasionally sip at it.
"Hey baby, happy birthday!" Cake exclaims. I smile at her in reply and pop my butt down on a chair by the table. "Here are some fresh pancakes coming right up," she tells me as she looks at BMO. "How long 'till they're ready?" She asks. "About 5 minutes will do," she says I nod sleepily and I remember everything from last night, "How was your date?" Cake asks.
I spit out some milk and she cleans it with a rag. "It wasn't a date!" I exclaim to her as I wipe my mouth with my hand. "We all know you and Marshall have a relationship going on," she says sassily. "No, we don't," I say, my face heating up. "Either way, he's a vampire and I'm a mortal," I try to convince Cake he wouldn't like me. "So?" Cake asks. "He doesn't like me!" I exclaim. It's so weird for Cake to even think that! She looks at the expression on my face and wraps an arm around my shoulder.
"Don't worry love, everything will be sorted out soon," she tells me. "Thank you," I whisper as tears roll down my cheeks all in different patterns. "Is Fionna suffering from the thing you told me... 'love'?" BMO asks. BMO should be pleased she can't feel real emotion. Cake shows a present from behind her back. "Here's your outfit for today," Cake tells me. She shoos me off and I walk up to my room.
I open the present and inside is a light blue dress that probably goes to my mid-thighs and is partly see through, only if you look real close at it. I don't notice there's something underneath so I pick it up. It's a red pair of bikinis with a note saying, 'Good luck winning Marshall -Cake' on it. I roll my eyes and scrunch up the note. I don't even like him that much. I lay the dress down on my bed and strip from the clothes I was wearing yesterday. I slip the top part over my head and try to do it up. Dammit, Fionna!
Well, at least it has padding in it. I pull the bottom part up over my legs and thighs before adjusting it so it was perfect. "Cake!" I yell. In less than a blink off an eye, she's in my room tying my bathers up. I flick my hair over one shoulder to make it easier for Cake. She grabs the straps on the outside of the centre of my chest and tie it behind my neck in a perfect bow. I slip my dress over everything and sit it so it's perfect. "There's something left in the box," Cake says. I pull out a pair of thongs and a golden bracelet.
"Thank you," I whisper. She smiles at me. "Continue with what you are doing then come down for breakfast," Cake orders. I nod and she leaves my room, closing the door behind her. I hear a sigh and turn around. "Never thought she'd leave," Marshall says. "How long have you been here for?" I ask. "Enough to see things I like," he says, referring to me being naked. I instantly feel my face heat up then a question hits my mind. "Did you see me naked?!" I choke. "No, of course not! I only just came in!" He exclaims. I walk to the bathroom, followed by Marshall. "Guess what?" He asks me. "What?" I reply. "I can make it to your party!" He exclaims. "Yes!" I exclaim a little too loudly.
"I can't go swimming though," he tells me. I pout and he pinches my cheeks. "Don't worry Bunny, I'll still be there," he says. I open the mirror door and grab my make-up bag. I unzip the bag and grab my eyeliner, lip gloss and mascara. I put the mascara on, brushing my eyelashes. After that, I put the eyeliner on and then coat my lips in lip-gloss. "How do you get your eyeliner perfect like that?" He asks me. "Dunno," I laugh. He doesn't respond and I finish on my lip-gloss. I put everything back into the bag, zip it up and put it in the mirror-cabinet.
